Mo Yongheng paused the hand holding the chopsticks, looked up at her, met her piercing eyes, and hit her on the head with the chopsticks.
"People who have just been discharged from the hospital with a concussion, what kind of wine do you drink? Eat your meal with peace of mind, take a shower and sleep after eating."
"..."
Sure enough, he was so incomprehensible that he didn't even give her a chance to borrow wine to go crazy.
Alas, she had to find another way.
For a meal, Zheng Yan ate absent-mindedly.
She has been thinking about how to lure him to the bed logically. She thought about eating and drinking, but she didn't even think about it.
With a slumped face, he looked aggrieved at the empty job bowl in front of him.
"Not full?" Mo Yongheng asked.
"My stomach is full, and I'm still a little full." Zheng Yan replied obediently, and silently added in her heart, it's a pity that I haven't eaten you yet.
Zheng Yan doesn't know how to cook, but she still does the dishes.
She was just about to pack the dishes, but Mo Yongheng had already taken them from her hand, and asked her to sit on the sofa in the living room and wait for him.
How could she be willing, followed him into the kitchen, yelling that she could help wash the dishes, but Mo Yongheng refused, and in a hurry, she reached out and hugged his waist from behind.
Mo Yongheng's body froze, his hands shook, and the ceramic dishes fell from his hands.
It crackled all over the ground.
He immediately turned around and hugged Zheng Yan, preventing her from stepping on those broken porcelain pieces, met her frightened gaze, narrowed his black eyes, and carried her out of the kitchen firmly.
"Sit down obediently and don't move." Mo Yongheng put her on the chair in the dining room, his voice was already hoarse.
Trying his best to suppress his physical inability to respond, he turned and walked back to the kitchen.
Instead of rushing to clean up the mess on the ground, he leaned in front of the faucet first, turned on the water and splashed it fiercely on his face a few times.
calm yourself down...
When he walked out of the kitchen, Zheng Yan was no longer in the dining room.
where did she go
Did his reaction just now scare her
Mo Yongheng's dark eyes flickered slightly, and he strode out of the dining room, looking for her shadow in the villa, all the way back to the master bedroom.
As soon as he walked to the door of the bathroom, he heard the sound of water coming from inside.
He paused slightly, and what flashed through his mind was the scene of changing her clothes in the hospital yesterday...
Her head was slightly injured, and she was frightened again. He was worried at the time and insisted on helping her change clothes, and immediately checked that there were no other serious injuries on her body.
At that time, he really had no other thoughts but worried about her.
But the moment he took off her clothes, he realized what a dangerous thing he had done.
If it wasn't because of her injuries, he might not be able to control himself, and wanted her regardless of time and occasion...
Mo Yongheng shook his head, just thinking about it made his throat tighten.
Zheng Yan was like poison, as soon as she got close to her, the self-control he was always proud of became a joke.
Her every frown and smile.
Her inadvertent touch, or even just a ignorant look... would deeply stimulate his sensitive nerves.
My mind is clamoring for her, wanting her crazily!
"Crack!" There was a slight sound.
The bathroom door was suddenly pulled open from the inside.
Zheng Yan's delicate and beautiful face was poked out cautiously, with drops of water still hanging from the tip of her nose, her shoulders were exposed, she probably wasn't wearing any clothes, and only wrapped a bath towel tightly around her chest.